Chapter 7
I walked alone down the street, stepping into a small restaurant we used to frequent before we got married. I ordered the dishes we used to eat together. The familiar flavors hit me, but they also felt like a reminder of how long it had been since I last tasted them.
At the beginning of our marriage, I had brought Frank here. But he looked so repulsed, his face showing no effort to hide his distaste, that I never came back after that day.
He said he would cook the dishes I like, but he never did. Every time, he cooked what he thought I liked instead.
Back then, I was so in love with him that I
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willingly went along with it.
But now, why should I keep forcing myself to suffer? I had made my decision–I wouldn’t love him anymore.
I first met Frank at a business gathering, a forced attendance at my company’s event when I had just entered the workforce. At that time, Frank was a confident, youthful guy.
I had been pressured to drink by the partners, and my boss subtly encouraged me to comply. I felt isolated and helpless. That’s when Frank stood up for me, drinking in my place.
In that moment, I saw him as both
handsome and responsible.
From then on, we began to interact. I was the
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one who confessed my feelings agreed.
St, and he
After a year of dating and meeting each other’s families, we set a date for our wedding. Married life was sweeter than I imagined. Frank doted on me, and I truly felt lucky to have married such a wonderful man.
My dependency on him grew deeper, and he gave me more than enough security. I never once suspected he was close to any other
woman.
But recently, everything had changed. I felt like I didn’t even know him anymore.
After I finished my meal and wandered around for a bit, I finally received a call from Frank. His voice was heavy.
“Anna, I’m sorry I couldn’t join you for dinner.
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Joanna sprained her ankle, and I had to rush her to the hospital. I didn’t get the chance to tell you earlier.”
“It’s fine. She’s more important,” I said calmly.
There was a brief pause on the other end, and then his voice softened, “Anna, don’t be angry. Being upset isn’t good for you. When I get home, you can punish me however you want, but don’t hurt yourself.”
“I’m not angry”
The anger I had been feeling lately, the hurt in my heart, had surpassed what I went through in our years of marriage. I didn’t want to be angry anymore. My body was mine, and I needed to take care of it.
“Frank, let’s get a divorce,” I said quietly.
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The line went silent. Then his breathing grew heavier, and Frank’s voice
desperate.
came
“I won’t divorce you. I’ve just been a neglectful husband lately. I promise I’ll never do it again.”
I didn’t want to hear his hollow excuses. I ended the call.
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